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		"working on a new song called 'glissandra'...it's pretty, and loud. pretty and loud always works for me..." -BC, twitter 2011/05/23
 "Honestly, this is another song that happened when we were sitting around in the studio, waiting for something to get fixed. I started playing the riff, and we were all thinking, Oh, that's good. I went home and wrote the melody and some of the lyrical content. The next day, I played it for Nicole on acoustic guitar, and she almost started crying. She said, 'God, that's so beautiful.' And I was like, 'OK -- that works for me!' [laughs] Heartache never gets old.
 
 "Within a few days we were tracking it. Somewhere along the way, I bought one of those old guitar synths -- I think it's the first Roland one. It's the one where you don't need the special pickup; you just plug straight in. It tracks semi-poorly, but that's part of the sound. Also, I'm using this Boss pedal where it's kind of like a whammy bar. So that's me going 'errr-weeeer-weeeeer' with the pedal. It's one of my favorite sounds on the record. The whole band loves shoegazer music, particularly from the late '80s and early '90s, the UK stuff. Ride, Slow Dive, Swervedriver -- we've toured with some of those bands. So it's trying to find a combination of an underneath club feel and shoegazer on top."
 -BC, MusicRadar interview, 2012/06/13
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			Fallen lovers and useless friendsMust you glare?
 As life uncovers our unions pulled threadbare
 Pleasure taps it's vein
 
 I've been hungry and I've been full
 And I've been sated some more
 I used to know what for
 I used to know
 All hours look the same
 I used to know
 
 What a wish was for
 Magic plumes my soul
 Pyramids for sale
 Full moons on the rail
 Pipers play for dawn
 
 Hypnotized, unwind these lines around my head
 What's left for me to leave for you unsaid?
 You can't fill with dread
 
 I've been hungry and I've been full
 Molten at the spoke
 I used to know what for
 I used to know what for
 
 La-la-la-la-la...
 A pluck on spiders strings
 Gutters form the stars
 Children cry out proud
 As embers blast my heart
 Broken where I'd stop
 
 I used to know
 What a wish was for
 I used to know
 What a wish was for
 
 Stolen like a lark
 Flicks on tender wrists
 Abuse the modern mind
 Crush on what you'll find
 La-la-la-la-la...
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